Like, I enjoy the company of humans and socializing with like-minded people (or open, un-like-minded people) over unprocessed nibblies and the warm buzz of alcohol, but when someone tries to add an element of organization to the gathering, I get all sweaty and uncomfortable. Read the rest of this gem…

Hello from Sant’ Agata sui Due Golfi, a tiny town in the Campania region of Italy that translates to “Saint Agatha between two golfs.” Basically, we’re nestled on a mountainous spit of land near the Amalfi coast, perched between the Gulf of Naples and the Gulf of Salerno.Read the rest of this gem…

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Just a friendly little reminder that there are only a few days left to sign up for my giveaway.

“See? That’s the house I really wanted to see — just blocks from the river, a pot belly stove, and a spiral staircase!” I pointed to the house — the house I’d been admiring on Zillow during the months before our imminent move to Virginia.

Archiving My Insanity.

Archiving My Insanity.

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